After spending most of the night wide awake in my tent - mostly from excitement about getting into town for a long rest and because of all the caffeine I slipped into my “fancy water” for dinner, I was ready to get a move on this morning. Today’s hike is short - like really short. 5 miles straight downhill to the highway.
Big Daddy, GoPro, and myself had planned to meet my old friend Emilio at Echo Lake where he would drop the boys off at the infamous China Buffet at state line, and he would take me back to north shore where both our families live.
smelling up Emilio's car
We got down the mountain in a little over 2 hours - its crazy what the prospect of a town nearby does to your mind and body. All of the sudden, nothing hurts quite as bad and you’re hiking faster than you every could.
yep. They look like they've been ate up and shit out twice in the same day.
We arrived at the beautiful lake, nestled deep in the woods just south of Lake Tahoe. You can see casinos and hoards of traffic down below in the canyon. Fun awaits. While we waited for Emilio we walked down to the boathouse, looking filthy and smelling foul, and bought cinnamon roles and beer.
Emilio finally arrived and gave us a ride to our respective destinations. It was great to catch up with him.
He dropped me off at my cousin’s house in north shore and I was delighted to see them. They were shocked by how much weight I had lost and how dirty I was. I explained to them that I could be a hell of a lot nastier, and have been in the past - especially during those 10 day stretches in the Sierra. lol.
and all the sudden, I'm on the beach.
Later that night my parents and Jessica flew in from Los Angeles. We stayed up until 4am drinking.
The rest of the Lazy Fucks rented a massive AirBnB back near South Tahoe (closer to the actual trailhead). I plan on driving back down there some time later this week to bring them some carne asada and fixin’s from my cousin’s carneceria in King’s Beach. If I don’t get lazy, of course.